The Big Sandy news. [volume] (Louisa, Ky.) 1885-1929, 1887-04-28

nified ride on the elevated road, been
knocked down by truck horse and mar
rowly escaped falling of pier
AT four o'clock he struggled up Frankfort
street for the second time that day, but
now he had firm hold OF his mothers skirt,
| The human tide had turned the other way
| and was snrging up and down by this timo,
but Corkey's mother breasted it bravely,
while the cripple hoped on in her wake
whistling like lark Into the pushing,
bowling and clawing mob OF women and
children around the delivery window OF one
of the evening newspaper Offices the mother
and son sailed courageously. Allthe news
boys Of lower New York were there hght-
| ing for precedence. In the window selling
the papers was young man with cigar IN
his mouth aud a cold, calm eve. He ad-
dressed his customers with great familiar
ity, never prcfiNing Mrs to the names Of the
women, and counting his papers with won
derful rapidity, No one could get the papers
out Of his hands before the money passed
into them. He had clear cut, refined and
handsome face
For time Corkey amused himself by
putting small stones on the car tracks, aud
then no fell to buildings house of chips in
the gutter, "a unconscious OF the hum and
rumble and roar around him as though
alone on Manhattan Island
The hours went by. The boy grew tired
OF the gutter and followed the lamplghtcr
down Beekman street till he came TO the
river. After two or three rebuns he stole
under truck at Fulton ferry and went
across on the boat several times.
When he was put ashore again on tho
New York side. Corkey went whistling up
Fulton street till he suddenly ran across a
big boy who was sitting in doorway and
staring moroscly at his toes. Corkey APP
preached hum softly-for the boy was Of
Importance, having once been IN the house
OF correction. and said:
''Wanier 60 to the tee-aytcr, Chimmiem
'What onlp said Jimmie, laconically.
Il got num-
''Yaas v have" increduously.
"Well, tell Y have.n
wen, don say v have" ASKED Jim
mic in conciliatory way. Then in more
business like tone, 'lemme see it,
Corkey gave him all his money and with.
in half an hour they were slowed away
fifty feet up in the air with hundreds %
other boys looking down at a Bowery vari
ETY. show. II was short dream to Corkey
The curtain fell at eleven O'Clock, and the
little cripple was pushed and borne IN tho
wild mob down the black and dangerous
stairway TO the street, where he fell on his
knees against the door-post, faint bruised,
breathless and in tears. But he struggled
up and clutched his companion Just as that
auiable youth was striding away.
"HuNo, Maloney,n he said quietly, as
Corkey's mother fought her way toward
him. How many to-daytu
Thirty swim, may tn Lord luY We, Mis-
Their Alfred"
II hear Maloney,'' said the young man
calmly, as he whiskcd the papers TO her,
! ''that McGrath threatens 10 kick the head
/ off of YOU this evening at the BRIDGE
! .She does, does sheim screamed the
| woman wildly, but before she could say
! more the crowd threw her aside, and the
man in the window turned his imperturb-
| able face toward the next customer.
/ Corkey was still clinging 10 the stalyart
\ womans skirts as she emerged from the
1 crowd to catch her breath.
! Are yez goin' TO lick Mrs. McGrath,
midder!" he asked gleefully looking up at
/ her
sHowld yer Jaw
Cause she said Y wuz an Irish guy"
"Aguy, isitln
"shure,r said Corkey, solemnly, and
without any outward indication that he was
lying, Il heard her say it meselr'
i Mrs Maloney bit her lip, but she was
obliged To postpone her revenge aud 60
sturdily to work selling her papers and Ut
tering an objurgation on the head OF the
hated McGrath with every breath.
Don take all me money Chimmicm he
sobbed, ''me legs hurried so bad kin never
walk Z IL bridge"
The other boy drew back his SCARED fist
and, without a word, struck the cripple II
the face. sending him reeling helplessly
against a post. whence he fell into the
gutter aud lay there, sobbing bitterly.
No one cared 1t was street arab II
trouble nothing more. The boys hands
were clasped over his eyes
There was a noise further up the street
louder than the din OF the elevated road and
the incessant iangle OF the surface cars
Above the Gathering of iron-shod hoof'
could be heard the clang Of gong The
child glanced up affrightedly toward the
fire engine that was laundering down or
him, scrambled to his feet, tottered blndly
about for an instant, and fell in the path OF
the pluuging horses with his clenched hands
outstretched for mercy and the white face
turned upward. There were hoarse shouts
from a dozen threats and the shrill scream
i of a woman rent the air. The driver threw
himself back and strained at the reins as
the horses rose in the air, but the rush was
too great and the huge engine passed over
the crippled boy and crushed out the last
spark Of life.
! So ended the last day in the life OF a child
Of the slnms Of New York.-Bldkrg w.
Hall, in v. T. IfaR and Express